I'll be glad to speak to the reasons why "Dreaming of Joseph Lees" only scored an average of 4...it's maddeningly vague (those with a taste for pretentious "art cinema" may mistake this for lyricism), melodramatic, murky (both in terms of plot and lighting), and contains a wholly unsympathetic cast of characters. Who is worse: the man-child who throws tantrums and even mutilates himself to keep his woman, or the woman who stays with him? This film has all the markers of a tragedy (the accident; the woman caught between duty and love; the close-ups of Morton's prettily-anguished face) except the most important one -- it fails to make us care.
Review of Dreaming of Joseph Lees
